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Song 1:4 Draw me; we will run after you-The king has brought me into his chambers-We will be glad and rejoice in you; We will extol your love more than wine. Rightly do they love you.
Song 2:4 He brought me into the banqueting house, And his banner over me was love.
Song 3:6 Who is she who comes up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all the fragrant powders of the merchant?
Song 4:7 You are altogether beautiful, my love, And there is no blemish in you.
Song 5:10 My beloved is dazzling white yet ruddy, Distinguished among ten thousand.
Song 6:3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; He pastures his flock among the lilies.
Song 7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.
Song 8:7 Many waters cannot quench love, Nor do floods drown it. If a man gave all the substance of his house for love, It would be utterly despised. |